Hell Emperor.

Chapter 276: Shura Jie - Showdown
Seeing that Su Miao was not giving in and insisted on competing no matter what, Ye Jie's expression turned a little ugly. He lowered his voice and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear:
"Fairy Miaorou, why are you so aggressive? A draw would be good for both of us, so why do you want to kill us all? Are you satisfied just by watching us being executed by the Demon Palace Master?"

Su Miao snorted lightly, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "Whether to execute or not is your business, what does it have to do with me? Who told you to covet the main account? You deserve it! What I have to do is to completely cut off the idea of ​​the Demon Palace, otherwise, you will come back sooner or later, and then the rules of the competition will not be so favorable to the Nether Spirit Palace!"

Ye Jie sighed. Su Miao had made up her mind and was determined to humiliate the Demon Palace. No matter what he said, she would not change her mind. This competition must have a winner!
Offstage, many ghosts from the Netherworld Palace also started to make a noise:

"What's a tie? There's never been anything like this."

"Hurry up and start the extra match. If you don't want to compete, admit defeat and get out of the Nether Palace!"

"Did you see that? Those Shuras are scared. Victory will definitely belong to us!"

On the main seat, Moro's cold eyes swept across the whole audience. Everyone she was looking at was nervous and sweating. Her starry eyes finally stopped on Ye Jie, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly: "In my opinion, it is better to decide the winner today, so as not to drag it on and make it a mess."

Ming Ji also nodded slightly: "That's right, but there is no final conclusion on how the extra match will be conducted. The elders are discussing this matter and the result will be reached soon..."

Moro yawned and said, "There's no need to go to all that trouble. I'm tired of watching them evolve their magic weapons. Let them use the magic weapons they just used to fight to decide the winner."

As soon as these words came out, many elders of the Nether Spirit Hall discussed the feasibility of this method:
"A fight? This is a simple and crude method, and it sounds like it's possible. But the question is, can Fairy Miaorou win?"

"Fairy Miaorou has reached the second level of ghost fairy realm, while that Shura has not yet become an immortal, only the second level of soul-building realm. The difference in their cultivation is huge. If Fairy Miaorou does not have the Nether Spirit magic weapon in hand, she only needs one move to defeat him. The only thing to worry about is the variables brought about by the Nether Spirit magic weapon..."

"Don't worry. Among the Nether Spirit magic weapons that Su Miao has evolved, there is a third-grade divine sword. That Shura only has three fourth-grade magic weapons. How can he contend with the power of the divine weapons? The victory of the Nether Spirit Palace is a foregone conclusion!"

"This condition is very beneficial to us. We should quickly agree to it while the Lord of the Demon Palace has not changed her mind. Under the witness of the Palace of Equality, even if she wants to regret it later, she will never be able to do so!"

After some discussion, the elders of the Nether Spirit Hall looked at Su Miao with confidence in their eyes, believing that with her cultivation level and the power of the divine weapon, she could easily win the extra game.

The elders called Di Ting to discuss with the people in the Demon Palace, and soon determined the matters for the additional competition. Di Ting reported loudly:
"The competition just ended in a tie, and a new round of extra matches is about to begin. After discussion between the two Yama Palaces, the rules of the extra match are that the two will fight each other, and the winner will be determined by strength. During the fight, the two can only use the three Nether Spirit Magical Treasures that have just evolved. Other external items, whether they are magic weapons, talismans, or elixirs, are not allowed to be used. Those who violate the rules will be judged as losers. There are no restrictions on skills and immortal arts."

After listening to the rules of the extra game, Su Miao finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in her heart. She glanced at Ye Jie and sneered:
"What? I thought that with the power of Lord Mo Luo, the rules of the extra game would definitely be more biased towards you, but I didn't expect it to be so simple. Doesn't that mean I will definitely win?"

Ye Jie's expression was calm, and he responded in a gentle tone: "Don't be too happy too soon. Apart from the three Nether Spirit Magical Treasures, your other magic weapons are useless. Do you really think you have won?"

Su Miao glared at him and said mockingly, "So what if I can't use it? Isn't it easy to beat you? I see you don't understand anything at all. For the caster of the Nether Spirit Divine Art, the Nether Spirit magic weapon is the greatest reliance, so why use other magic weapons? Just wait to lose!"

After saying that, Su Miao ignored Ye Jie and concentrated and held her breath, so as to get herself back to the best condition and avoid making any mistakes in the next duel.

Ye Jie stood still, waiting for the competition to begin. At this moment, the Qi Guan Chang Hong pendant he was wearing suddenly trembled, and Ren Chang Hong's figure returned to its original shape.

As soon as she recovered, Ren Changhong was filled with anxiety, cold sweat oozing from her forehead uncontrollably. She said in a trembling voice, "This is bad... We were already thankful that we could tie with Su Miao in the Nether Spirit Divine Art competition. Now we have to face her head-on, so aren't we doomed to fail?"

Ye Jie smiled and said, "Calm down, don't be anxious."

"Calm down? How do you want me to calm down?"

Seeing that Ye Jie was still as calm as ever despite facing a catastrophe, Ren Changhong almost couldn't breathe and didn't know what to say.

"What on earth are you thinking about? Su Miao is at the second level of the Ghost Immortal Realm, and she has a magic sword in her hand. If they start fighting, you will be killed in less than three moves. Why don't you look scared at all? I don't know why His Highness Moro would agree to such a tiebreaker..."

Ren Changhong paced back and forth, full of anxiety. When she thought of the rules of the extra game, her scalp went numb and her whole body trembled. Seeing that Ye Jie was still moving slowly, like a piece of wood, she was about to go crazy and could only sigh deeply:
"Forget it... When the competition starts, let me fight her. I am only one step away from becoming a ghost fairy. I don't know how many moves I can withstand from Su Miao..."

At the side, Su Miao also saw Ren Changhong's action of removing the chemical, and couldn't help but sneer:
"Xura Hong, what are you thinking? Do you want to use your own realm to help him? You'd better give up on this idea. During the duel, you can't release the Nether Spirit Divine Art. You should feel lucky, if it weren't for the tiebreaker rules, the two masters Yun Shang and Hong Hua would only be able to maintain the form of the Nether Spirit magic weapon. Otherwise, with their sixth realm, you probably wouldn't even be qualified to stand!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ren Changhong's eyes became dull and his vision became unfocused, and he instantly lost his spirit.

With her level of cultivation, she was not much stronger than an ant in front of the two masters, and she didn't even have the slightest chance to fight back.

Fortunately, the rules of the competition restricted the people who could transform the Nether Spirit Magical Weapon from interfering with the battle situation with their own cultivation. Otherwise, she and Ye Jie would have lost miserably.

The competition reached the stage of extra rounds. Ren Changhong refused to give up no matter what. She gritted her teeth and said to Ye Jie:
"At this point, there is only one way to win. She has a divine weapon, and you don't. You are no match for her anyway. You can only have a glimmer of hope if you can turn me into a third-grade divine weapon!"

"A divine weapon?" Ye Jie was a little emotional. The bond between him and Ren Changhong had not yet reached the level of a divine weapon. Otherwise, he would have won the competition directly.

Seeing that Ren Changhong had made up her mind, Ye Jie certainly couldn't let her down. He stretched out his hand, and the snow-white cloak once again fell from behind him.

However, the grade of the cloak is still maintained at the fourth grade, which is still significantly different from the third grade artifact.

Although there was no wind blowing, the cloak behind Ye Jie began to flutter unnaturally, and Ye Jie could also hear Ren Changhong's anxious emotions in his mind.

In response to this, Ye Jie smiled slowly, reached his hand behind him and smoothed out the wrinkles on his cloak: "Don't worry, believe me, Su Miao is bound to lose this time." Ye Jie's words seemed to carry some kind of magic, calming Ren Changhong's anxious heart.

Although she didn't know what Ye Jie relied on, the bond they had along the way made her decide to trust Ye Jie this time. She was not even afraid of death, so what else was there to worry about?
As the extra round was about to start, Su Miao looked at Ye Jie who was calm and composed, and couldn't help but feel angry. It was already this late, and that second-level Shura was still pretending. Didn't he really understand the difference in realm? Was he really not afraid of death? Out of kindness in her heart, Su Miao couldn't help but remind him:

"Swords are silent, I will not hold back. Shura Jie, if you admit defeat now, you might be able to save your life. When the extra round begins, my Miaoyin Soul-Snatching Sword will make your soul fly away. By then, not even the Lord of the Demonic Palace can save you! Do you really want to die?"

Ye Jie cupped his hands, his expression calm: "I will remember Fairy Miaorou's kindness. You can rest assured that if I gain the upper hand, I will definitely leave you a way out."

Ye Jie spoke in a calm tone, as if he was stating an obvious fact, and answered in such a serious manner that it sounded so real that even Su Miao was stunned.

His words naturally drew laughter from the whole room, and even the tense atmosphere of the extra game disappeared in an instant, replaced by a happy atmosphere.

"Did I hear correctly? That second-level Shura actually said that he wanted to leave Fairy Miaorou a way out?"

"What on earth is he thinking? Could it be that he is too stressed out and is simply frightened silly? Doesn't he know that Fairy Miaorou is a ghost fairy and can destroy his soul with just a little bit of power, making him never reincarnate?"

"This time when I came to the Nether Spirit Palace, I not only saw Fairy Miaorou defending the main tent, but also watched a hilarious joke. It was worth the trip!"

Listening to everyone's words, Ye Jie shook his head, but felt a pair of gazes as hot as knives staring at him, as if they wanted to skin him alive.

Looking sideways, I saw that Su Miao's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, her nose was almost crooked with anger, and her tone was completely out of tune:

"Xura Jie! I reminded you kindly, but you were so ignorant of your own life and used words to humiliate me. I have done my best. When the extra round begins, if you die, you can't blame me!"

Ye Jie shrugged, still speaking in a nonchalant tone: "Everything you think and do is known to the world. Fairy Miaorou didn't hesitate to kill us all to defend the main account, but she still had a trace of kindness in her heart. Although her tone was a bit harsh, her words of warning were true. You reap what you sow. You can live, but I'm going to take over the main account."

Seeing that Ye Jie was still stubborn even when his death was imminent, Su Miao was completely disappointed in him and felt that he had completely lost his mind.

It is useless to say anything to a mad ghost. Su Miao shook her head and sighed, her eyes also showing a bit of coldness: "I just hope that after the extra game starts, you can still be so arrogant instead of kneeling down and begging for mercy!"

Ye Jie did not answer and waited for the extra game to begin.

On the main throne, Moro's interested eyes were fixed on Ye Jie and did not move away for a long time.

Soon, the muffled voice like a huge bell sounded again in the field: "The extra game begins now! Only the winner can decide who will own the main account of the Nether Spirit Palace!"

"It's finally begun! Within three moves, I will make you regret what you just said!"

Su Miao's mouth curled up. This was the moment she had been waiting for! As the extra round began, she could show the power of the third-grade divine sword without any scruples and teach Ye Jie a lesson!
"Taste the power of the Miaoyin Soul-Captivating Sword!"

Su Miao raised her hand and raised the sword. A white light shone from the blade. A shrill hissing sound came from the ears of the ghosts. Visible sound waves and air waves spread out, spreading rapidly like circles of ripples.

The ghosts around suddenly felt the devilish sound piercing their ears, and their minds went blank. They had to cover their ears hard to feel a little better.

A protective magic circle had been set up around the venue. The power of the magic sound was weakened by the magic circle, but it still penetrated and affected the surrounding ghosts. Among the affected ghosts, there were even some ghost fairies. Ye Jie, who was on the stage, should bear the full power of the magic sound head-on.

Su Miao chuckled confidently. Under the influence of the magic sound, Ye Jie must have been trembling with fear and lost his ability to move. From now on, she only needs one sword to win!

However, Ye Jie's reaction made her heart tremble. But she saw Ye Jie standing there perfectly still, with a calm expression, as if he was not affected at all.

"This is impossible... The power of the Wonderful Sound Soul-Capturing Sword is enough to affect Ghost Immortals below the fourth level. He is only at the second level, how could he not be affected... That's right, it must be the effect of the Dark Spirit Magical Treasure he has!"

Su Miao gritted her teeth secretly, and a cloud of mist surged from the short boots on her feet, making her figure even more erratic. Her speed reached an extreme speed, like a stream of light cutting through the sky, rushing straight towards Ye Jie, wanting to kill Ye Jie on the spot!

Ye Jie had expected this, and he gathered his energy and practiced his skills: "It's hard to cross the sea of ​​blood."

The whisper in her ear made Su Miao's pupils shrink slightly: "The blood sea is difficult to cross? Isn't that the practice of Xuehe Shura? Could it be that he secretly learned it at that time..."

As expected, Miaoyin Soul-Captivating Sword pierced straight through, but only hit a layer of blood curtain that collapsed at the touch of a finger. Ye Jie's body turned into an endless sea of ​​blood and avoided the attack of the magic sword.

Su Miao, who had fought with the Blood River Shura before, of course understood how difficult it was to cross the sea of ​​blood. No matter how sharp the sword was, it was impossible to cut off the endless flow of blood, and it would only be a waste of his energy.

"It's really hard to cross the sea of ​​blood! Shura Jie, it seems that I have underestimated you. However, with your second-level cultivation, how long can you maintain such a profound transformation technique as the sea of ​​blood? The final victory must belong to me!" Su Miao gritted her teeth secretly and said without showing any weakness.

(End of this chapter)